Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray were

"Ah --"

in her palm brought

the pain and she

stopped by Brody

ordered coldly,

he had to cut them

Would hurt.

worriedly at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart

bear to see her in such

"No --"

knife touched her hand, she

fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention

hand back, but failed, because her hand was

a while, the blood stained Tracy's and Brody's

which were full

"You know it hurts?"

You don't

leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand

by blood again, Brody lost his

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this time.

much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

her head.

she looked at him coldly, "Brody, are you

at him ironically.

he remembered what he was doing after being

eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed her on

want me to care about you? How

He snorted.

was still so furious that he

you

continued to threaten.

because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such

as if she was going to pass

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

beat when he saw the

flashed through her

was very feeble, but she was still unwilling to fall to the

in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared

painful,

looked down at her. Then he made up his mind

saying that, he pointed the sharp knife at

to be stabbed into her

kind of fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

was also because her own thought was

her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut

"Hmm --"

palm, Tracy almost

her teeth, she

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand and made

know whether it was her tears or

when he

easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a

lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her

did feel the knife

pain, her

pain, her eyes finally could not

lips were cut and

wanted to cry out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

something was wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at the